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high fashion - kelow latesha lyrics

[intro]
oh my god, oh my god, oh
oh my god, oh my god, oh
powder toe, better slip and slide, slip and slide
powder toe, better come slip and slide (mmm, mmm, mmm)

[verse 1]
i*i just, um, add, never subtract (woah)
i just, i just keep shinin’, that’s why they’re mad (woah)
chicken and rice, she from trinidad (huh)
she crushin’ her dumplings, look at her ass (yeah)
knock a b*tch out if i ever get mad (hey)
keep ’em in line, like they be plaid (woah)
f*ck*f*ck a d*mn opp, i toe*tag (woah)
made a b*tch bleed just like a pad, period
leadin’ my homies the money like harriet (oh, oh)
i*i got some secrets that i’m gonna bury wit’ (oh, oh)
go get your man, he on some scary sh*t (yeah, yeah)
off, no funny, he ain’t equipped (hey, hey)
i need a b*tch don’t run her lip (shut the f*ck up)
i need a n*gga hard off the rip (b*tch)
blowin’ the ‘woods, and she’s sl!ck (hey, hey)
i*i need a treat that ain’t gon’ trick (huh)
no d*mn acting but stick to the script
i be directin’, they empty the clip (yah) (huh, huh, huh)
b*tch, just fallin’, ah*ah, just slip (yeah)
b*tch, better tighten up, up your grip (yeah)
we ain’t pack no bags, ya lil’ b*tch, don’t trip (uh*huh)
countin’ that chicken, that sauce, and we dip (ooh)
i’m livin’ real healthy, my pinky ring’s sick (huh?)
b*tch can’t stand me, go ahead and sit

[chorus]
high*fashion walk, b*tch, high*fashion talk, b*tch
high*fashion walk, b*tch, high*fashion talk, b*tch
high*fashion walk, b*tch, high*fashion talk, b*tch
high*fashion talk, b*tch, high*fashion walk, b*tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ayy, ayy
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, eee, eee
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b*tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion ah, b*tch

[verse 2]
f*free fabio, these bum b*tches just think that they bold (woah, woah)
cruella, gon’ skin ’em and make a new coat (uh*huh)
just met a new b*tch and she made me explode
i had to go shoppin’, i travel the globe (vroom)
jean*jean paul gaultier, that be my clothes (clothes, clothes)
leave*leavin’ the jeweler, i’m drippin’ in gold (ha)
no thigh pads, my pockets just swole (hey)
your*your new b*tch, to me, she old (old)
if i wanted her heart, i stole (stole)
i*i got power, b*tch, i hit go (huh?)
he on me, um, b*tch, you gross (oh)
he thought he could, mmm, not close (yeah)
meet concrete, b*tch, with a rose (yeah)
burnin’ ‘woods just like at lowe’s (yeah)
i’m burnt out, b*tch, just like i’m toast (oh, oh) (yeah)

[chorus]
high*fashion walk, b*tch, high*fashion talk, b*tch
high*fashion walk, b*tch, high*fashion talk, b*tch
high*fashion walk, b*tch, high*fashion talk, b*tch
high*fashion talk, b*tch, high*fashion walk, b*tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ayy, ay
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b*tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b*tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b*tch

[outro]
[bernie?]

- kelow latesha lyrics

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